Your Talent Is Good; It’s Now Mine Chapter 313: Music’s mark
ZizzZZZ——
The dark green light and shadow on Nie Ruo's body blew on his wound like smoke, and the hemostasis and healing had been completed within a few breaths. The dark green glow from the cracked mask became more and more intense, almost illuminating the nearby woods!
Boom!
He stomped on the ground hard, the light and shadow on his body seemed to be distorted and dropped by the influence of gravity, and it was like a tight bowstring bent sharply. Losing the ability to resist, you can only sit on the ground sluggishly!
Boom!
With a light sound, Ming Shuiyun only saw a dark green stray phantom piercing the sky, but in the next second, Nie Ruo had already jumped behind Le Yu, slashing at the back of Le Yu's neck like an executioner. The Sakura Dragon of Sakura Long Knife is about to burrow into the flesh and blood of Le Yu!
Sakura Dragon Sword Dance: Turn!
Seeing that the imposing red-haired man was about to leave the stage before he was handsome in a few seconds, Ming Shuiyun almost couldn't help exclaiming, but the sudden shady scene drowned all her thoughts.
"You chose the worst angle." She heard the man say, "Backstab is the rhythm I'm most familiar with."
Familiar? Familiar with backstabbing others? Or familiar with... being stabbed in the back by someone else?
In the few seconds that Ming Shuiyun was distracted, there were several sounds of flesh and blood rolling in the darkness, and then Ming Shuiyun felt that someone had splashed water on his face.
When the darkness dissipated, she saw that Nie Ruo had retreated to a branch five steps away, his limbs and torso were covered with bloodstains that were bitten with bare hands, the cracked mask covered all his expressions, and the cracks in the mask swept away The dark green glow seems to reflect his mood is not calm.
However, in comparison, the red-haired man's injuries were more serious: a tragic knife mark cut from the left shoulder to the right chest. If the knife was cut deeper and deeper, the red-haired man might have been divided into two halves by now.
Ming Shuiyun subconsciously wiped the water on his face and found the blood splashed by the red-haired man.
The blood flowed along his arm, falling drop by drop into the soil of Vientiane Forest, gradually converging into a river, like a countdown to life in an hourglass. His clothes drooped down, revealing snow-white skin and ugly scars etched on this snow-white body.
It was the first time she knew that there was so much blood in the human body.
Rao Shi was ready to die, but seeing this brutal and brutal killing scene still gave Ming Shuiyun a great impact - she couldn't imagine what it would feel like to be slashed by the knife on her body, maybe Is it painful?
However, the red-haired Bai Xuejun didn't shout, his knees didn't soften, he still maintained his fighting stance and stood in front of her, calmly looking at Nie Ruo on the treetop, as if he was just bitten by a mosquito. a moment.
This is... her scabbard.
ZizzZZZ——
The dark green glow healed Nie Ruo's injury at a high speed again. In less than a few seconds, he completely stopped the injury on his body. The wound bitten by Le Yu also grew granulation and healed continuously, making a buzzing sound. It looks especially scary in the dark green light and shadow.
Is he a monster? How can such a serious injury heal so quickly? How can this be beaten? !
However, Nieruo just watched them quietly for two or three seconds, then turned and fled without any reluctance, and disappeared in the dark night of the Vientiane Forest in a short while.
"It should be fine."
Le Yu sat down to relax, took out a bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth, and said calmly: "He decided that he couldn't defeat me quickly, so he decided to give up entanglement with me, and chose to hunt down others."
With this judgment, Nieruo really lost her mind?
Le Yu is now very skeptical about the fact that wearing a mask of madness for a long time will cause him to lose his mind: not to mention that Nie Ruo's fighting instinct is still excellent, just that Nie Ruo retreats decisively when he sees him using the veil of conflict, let him Le Yu felt that his sanity was always online.
Rather than losing her mind, it's better to say that Nie Ruo kills the enemy in the name of 'I can't control myself' - I'm already crazy now, so I go to other scabbard sword seekers It makes sense to kill them all, right?
Ming Shuangli's character is also very easy to guess. The benevolence of women must be her weakness. I have seen the cruelty of life, never been beaten by reality, and the greenhouse flowers whose life is well protected are like this.
Le Yu doesn't discriminate against them. He also wants to be a greenhouse flower, but reality and life always attack him and don't give him a chance to breathe.
Generally speaking, in the battle for the throne, the children in the ivory tower will never be able to play, but the other ruthless people have all been wiped out because of cannibalism and self-elimination, so the battle for the sword has become With the game of rookie chickens pecking at each other, the rank plummeted from the professional game to the bronze battle.
Also because the level of the summoner is too low, the scabbard has become their coach, but the status of the two sides is not equal - the sword seeker is now the boss of the scabbard, and will be the emperor of the scabbard in the future. If you dare to pouting, just wait for the emperor to record it in the small book!
Yes, the scabbard also has an absolute command over the sword seeker, sounds like a benefit? But if the scabbard really uses this right, even if it is really good for the sword seeker, the sword seeker will definitely have a pimple in his heart.
It is easy to forgive others' mistakes, but it is difficult to forgive others' right.
Especially when others are right, they prove their own mistakes.
No matter how good their relationship is now, it's useless. Time is the most powerful destiny. Once the relationship changes and resentment arises in the heart, all the unworthy thorns in the past will send bursts of pain. Instead, it turned into a cloud of smoke.
Power is the sweetest poison, it makes people intolerable of their own taint.
Nie Ruo told Ming Shuangli in advance that a crazy mask would lead to madness, so she seemed very witty.
First of all, Le Yu estimated that the mad mask will really affect the mind, but the degree of influence is different, otherwise it will not be called a 'mad mask'.
Then, after wearing the mask, Nie Ruo can refuse to obey Ming Shuangli's orders in the name of being 'crazy'. As long as the result is good, Ming Shuangli will definitely not hold any grudge against him. , after all, it's all the Mad Mask's fault.
From this, it can be seen that the scabbard is really difficult to make. It must meet the use value of the sword seeker, and provide the emotional value that the sword seeker needs. Not only must we share weal and woe together now, but we must also do well for the future together. Prep.
Just as Le Yu was thinking about it, a timid voice came from behind: "That, that..."
He turned his head to look at Ming Shuiyun, who was sitting on his knees obediently. He noticed the expectation and worry in her eyes. Naturally, he knew what she wanted to do, so he rubbed his temples: "Yes... let's do the oath ceremony first. ."
"Okay."
Because Le Yu was resting on the ground, Ming Shuiyun didn't dare to stand up and look down at him, so he knelt beside him, stretched out his hand, hesitated slightly, and blinked at Le Yu's red hair.
Yes, do you have to touch your head for the oath ceremony? The oath ceremony between Nie Ruo and Ming Shuangli just now was not just touching their heads, but half-kneeling to propose marriage, which was very pompous.
But Le Yu is not interested in being touched by a teenage girl, and he is not a cicada.
"It should be enough to shake hands."
"Maybe...?"
Ming Shuiyun held Le Yu's hand, feeling very smooth and tender, as if he could squeeze out the water, not like a martial artist's hand at all. Although I wanted to scratch his palm and try it out, Ming Shuiyun knew the importance and immediately said, "Would you like to swear here that you will honor me as the king in this life, and use your blood to seal the border for me?"
"Chen Qin Yue Yin is willing."
So his name is Qin Leyin, Ming Shuiyun thought to himself.
However, after a few seconds, nothing happened, and the back of Le Yu's hand did not have a quarantine stamp.
Ming Shuiyun was a little nervous: "Do you have to be near the holy sword Huiyao to take the oath?"
"If there is such a restriction, then there is no need for you sword seekers to obtain the mark first, and you can directly make the sword seeker and the scabbard swear an oath next to the holy sword radiance." Le Yu said calmly: "Since the steps It is the sword seeker who first gets the mark and then takes the oath, which means that only the scabbard and the sword seeker are needed for the oath ceremony."
"There should be a problem with the oath. You just misappropriated Ming Shuangli's oath, but you are not Ming Shuangli. Ming Shuangli really hopes that Nie Ruo will fight for her, but you don't seem to have this. kind of . . . idea."
"Ming Shuiyun, what grand ideal do you have, say it and ask me to help you fulfill it. This is your oath."
Ming Shuiyun was slightly startled, and when she met Le Yu's calm eyes like a lake, she shook her head resolutely.
"I can't tell you."
"Secret?"
"Until my dreams come true, it's a secret I can't tell anyone else."
"...Looks like I've drawn a very individual card." Le Yu tutted, "Well, let me say something~IndoMTL.com~ You can say something along the way."
"Okay."
"From now on."
"From now on."
"In good times or in bad times."
"In good times or in bad times."
"Rich or poor."
"Rich or poor."
"Disabled or healthy."
"Disabled or healthy."
"You are willing to serve me until death?"
"You are willing to serve me until death?"
Music: "I do."
Ming Shuiyun subconsciously reread: "I do."
The golden thread stretches from the back of Ming Shuiyun's hand, like a picky embroiderer weaving and engraving on the back of Le Yu's hand. Because he has no pain for a long time, Le Yu doesn't know whether it hurts or not, but he feels the back of his hand is warm, and the palm of his hand seems to be tickled. Overall, the service is good, and Huiyao Tattoo is trustworthy.
When the brilliance faded, they simultaneously stretched out the backs of their hands to see the marks on both sides.
"Mine are three clouds chasing each other, yours is... what?" Ming Shuiyun frowned: "It seems like two overlapping tools?"
"Nothing."
Le Yu retracted his right hand, tore off the cloth strip and wrapped his palm, hiding the mark on the back of his hand.
"It's just a sickle and a hammer."